Uncle Albert and Aunt Jewel were dull as mud. All Uncle Albert ever said was “Don’t mess with that!” or “That’ll fall on you.” Normally, Aunt Jewell only coughed and told us to go play outside, but some reason I once spent an endless afternoon with her when she made a point to converse with me. I was impressed when she’d told me an acronym for spelling the word contents. “Coons ought not to eat nuts so soon.” Then she laughed, saying coons didn’t eat nuts, squirrels did. The joke was wasted on me, but I was surprised she had the wit to think something was funny. I’d never heard her laugh before. Her incessant smoking made her rattly laugh sound like nails scratching on tin, She also told me that if you hit the bottom when you were falling in a dream, you’d die, as well no matter how long a dream seemed to last, it only took one second to dream it.
I knew Aunt Jewel had split Uncle Albert and his first wife up. I studied this dumpy, gray -haired, old lady who coughed every breath wondering how he could have possibly have chosen her over anybody else. She whined, stared off in the distance, and never had anything interesting to say. Her only vaguely entertaining attribute was that she’d strung Crackerjack prizes together on a leather strip which she sometimes allowed me to play with as long as I sat on the floor in front of her, though she was oblivious to all my hints that I really needed them.
That pretty much wrapped up my relationship with Aunt Jewel, except the time she fell out the back door. Uncle Albert offered her a cigarette. She cried saying, ” I want a smoke so bad but I’m too sore to cough.” That was the first time I’d seen an adult cry.
Yep, that is what they said, “If you ever hit bottom, you will have a heart attack and die.” My husband says it is a myth. He said, “Just think about it, how would you prove it?” My voice of reason.😍
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Don’t you hate that!
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This is a wonderfully entertaining character sketch. I enjoyed every word of it, but I can’t say that I wish I had an Aunt Jewel and Uncle Albert.
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They weren’t my favorites. Grumpy old smokestacks!
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A true “smoking is glamorous” poster.
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Yeah, I thought it fit.
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That second last line almost made ME cry. It’s hurts to see someone want something so bad, it makes her cry. Poor Aunt Jewel. :-D :-D :-D
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It was sad.
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It was for me too. :-(
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Is that the delightful Aunt Jewel in the photo? She’s priceless :)
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No, she wasn’t quite so attractive.
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Lol, hahahaha , ROFL, LMAO :)
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I remember my brother (20 years older than me) telling me I’d just seen Mom’s older brother when he was an old sick man, but he’d been very different when he was young. I’d seen pictures and he did look different. Smoking makes people look older. — Suzanne
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Smoking never helped, anybody.
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